Down in old southern Texas I wandered one day
Where the tropical sea breezes blow
I there fell in love with a flower so rare
And they called her the Galveston rose
Her heart was as true as her blue smiling eyes
And as pure as the lily that grows
And the finest of gold in no way could compare
With the curls of my Galveston rose
I grew jealous and falsely accused her one day
Said her love I no longer should know
I?ve been true please believe me her little heart cried
But I left her my Galveston rose
Little then did I think that sometimes I?d repay
And would reap every sorrow and care
But as years passed along I grew lonely each day
For the one I had left waiting there
So I wrote to my darling and said I was wrong
I?ll return dear if you?ll only wed
But soon came a letter my flower had died
And these are the words that I read
Your sweetheart is peacefully sleeping tonight
In a grave where the white violets grow
And enclosed there?s a curl a last token of love
And a note from your Galveston Rose
I was innocent dear though you left me alone
But remember I loved only you
And the lock that?s enclosed is a curl from your rose
Who?ll be waiting in heaven for you